’ I thought all cows looked the same but I didn’t know. Cindy didn’t either. We were clean. Some memory when we were young and Dad had fewer bot...tles: fill the washtub with hot water from the wood stove, temper – yes I knew that word and many others – the hot water with cold water from the pump. Take the bath together, Cindy and I. Eight, we were just kids. Twelve, we were boy and girl… but still just kids. Sixteen, the year Dad left forever – though it was two years before Cindy and I agreed. She quickly grabbed his dick in her fist and moved it back and forth. Alex was uncircumcised and his tip was leaking with pre-cum.Samantha’s hand was covered with his pre-cum. She moved his foreskin back and started to rub the tip of his dick. Alex felt weird sensation inside and was loving his sister’s touch on his dick. He gathered some courage and held Samantha’s waist. He slid his hand inside her t-shirt and rubbed her body. Samantha knew what he wanted and immediately removed her t-shirt. I told her that it was no problem and Kate told her that she would love to keep me company again the next day. Mom smiled and was pleased to see us happy to be together. Little did she know!That week Kate and I would put on our bathing suits and do some sunbathing before we went to my tree house and let Mom do it nude. She even told me how safe she felt knowing that my sister was keeping watch of me. Little did she know!My tree house had become our sex house quickly. We could hardly stay away. That Sunday morning she had just got out of the steamy bathtub and was lying on her bed in her robe. "Take off your clothes Jerry, and come lay down next to me." She took her robe off and spread it out on the bed. While lying on the robe next to her I could still feel the heat radiating from that steamy hot moist body. She leant on her left side, took my cock and balls in her warm hand and started playing with them. Her face, araelas and nipples were moist and pink in the morning light. My cock.